Meeting expectation

It’s been a decade since I’ve last dabbled in reflective essays. When such self-conscious pre-text is established, I, as many similarly poor writers, easily succumb to trivial narratives rather than regenerating the essence of what have passed with considerate scrutiny which only ensuing contemplation may provide. Hence, in order to keep ideas in check, I wish to present my ten entries (as required by our contract) in a few separate parts, semi-rigorously structured under various musical forms. Rest assured however, for the sake of my dear readers, no Gouldian attempt at verbal polyphony will be performed here. Such pretentious exhibitionism (unlike this one) shall wait for a more opportune hour.